Recoil

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[Intro] Last button in its place Even the edge starts feeling made to fit (Or maybe just tight enough) Put it on And learn what backwards freedom is The more you stretch The more it pulls (The cuff is already pulling back) The more you want The more your own force comes around When it fits just right It barely weighs a thing (Because the seams are still relaxed) One inch farther And it starts to recoil [Verse 1] Cuffs around the wrists Seams moving with the breath Every little turn Still soft enough to leave no trace (Hiding those creases pretty well) Every button stays The neckline still looks clean From the outside Nothing ever happened (The fabric remembers everything) Then the hand reaches farther Just to touch a little more The sleeve starts pulling back The shoulder line turns taut (There, you finally hit the end) One more inch A little more Funny how something soft Can learn to pull [Pre-Chorus] No tearing No broken thread (Really?) Every stitch still holds (Every stitch is pulled tight) Nothing loose Nothing torn (Of course, it all looks fine) But every extra inch Gets harder than the last [Chorus] The closer you want it The harder the tension pulls (The cuff is sliding back again) The more you try to keep it The heavier the recoil (The fabric never gave an inch) Already skin-close Still one more